Perfect Moment Monday: Three Chats, Three Generations

Each week I hold the intention to participate in Perfect Moment Monday, sponsored by Weebles Wobblog. According to Weebles, “Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect Moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between.” And so, here is my Perfect Moment for this week.

My perfect moment this week wasn’t just an experience; it was also an emotional realization. As long as I can remember, I’ve always had a great relationship with my parents. Yes, we’ve had our ups and downs, but in the end we’ve spoken on average once a week with the longest stretch being just under a month between chats. Since my son was born, the telephone chats turned into web cam chats so they could see their grandson. I realized the enjoyment of the chats was declining as they began to take on a sense of obligation, and of course the stress of “are all grandparents being treated equally” set in about a year ago. The result was me pulling away and reprioritizing the importance of the web cam chats with my parents.

This past week I woke up one morning and had a few extra minutes to lie and reflect. The dreams I experienced this particular sleep had a certain tone and emotion to them. It’s difficult to pinpoint, but it definitely reinforced for me the importance to take the extra few minutes to reflect on and visualize my day. It was during this time I realized the web cam chats and weekly telephone chats were not about my parents seeing and spending time with their grandson; it was about me spending time with my parents. The bonus was for them in that they also get to see and hear their grandson.

My perfect moment was really three perfect moments when I chatted on three different occasions with my parents this weekend for no other reason than “just because.” I have since left the guilt and stress of “all being equal” behind. I have also found the excitement behind my selfishness; I am allowed to be selfish, and the true purpose behind my chats is all about me. Yes, Me. I get to talk to and see my parents. And if they’re lucky, I’ll share the screen with my son.

This perfect moment is one I will duplicate over and over and over again.

Until next time, embrace your inner wisdom.

Namaste,
Karen